Daddy Bear Posted February 3, 2008 Share Posted February 3, 2008 bed at three and I'm up at four 'cause I can't have these dreams no more I'm sure I'll nod off in the hours to follow I take a spoon of bacon grease to lube the coming round of heaves look away, walk away and I will swallow lasted almost a day without my Cigarettes but the house burned down and I found in the fire an excuse to keep on poisoning the well of every dutiful intention I dove to save my drowning friends and came up only with the bends seven gone; how many bodies follow? you looked to be of a different kind but broken was my state of mind go away, blow away for we are hollow lonely I face the night beside my waning self and the PC's hum as I watch in amazement hands that keep on pushing buttons wrong on every magical invention. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Daddy Bear Posted February 4, 2008 Author Share Posted February 4, 2008 Maybe I'll just call it "Retch." I always appreciate a good double entendre. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brando Posted February 6, 2008 Share Posted February 6, 2008 SB, sounds brutally honest and from the heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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